Life with the Chipettes 2: Radiant Redhead
by ChipetteGirl10
~Chapter 1~
In the following days Alvin's inability to have good, meaningful conversations with people had gotten worse than before. School was torture for the red-clad chipmunk as his grades were slipping up terribly. His soul was being brutally beaten when he watched how Simon and Jeanette held each other lovingly like they were the only two people in the world and no one else mattered to them anymore. It was sending the red-capped chipmunk's life spiraling out of control. The worst was when he was talking to Brittany. He honestly didn't want to hurt the auburn-haired chipette's feelings, but something inside of him rose up and bubbled over at the sight of her. He just couldn't take the fact that she was his first love and had gone to Simon instead, forcing him to date Jeanette only to have her go to Simon. He had played out the scenario time and time again in his head. He couldn't take it anymore! He felt as if he was spending way too much time near his family and close-to-family friends. He needed to get away.
His plea for an escape came answered one day in the form of another chipette in homeroom.
"Class, this is Charlene Aerocromfitchister, and she comes from Florida," Alvin's teacher announced. Alvin's eyes widened slightly at the new chipette. She had long golden hair pulled back up into a high ponytail, which came to rest at her butt. She was wearing a dress that stopped seven inches above her knees. It was red and sparkly. She also had a red sparkly choker and red sparkly Mary Jane heels on. She had on a purple jacket and a purple bracelet. Her eye shadow was lavender. Her eyes were a mesmerizing aqua color. Her lips were bright red with lipstick. She looked like she was the kind of girl every guy on the planet dreamed of having. She took the empty seat which was so conveniently located on Alvin's right side. On Alvin's left side, where Brittany was sitting, the blue-eyed chipette looked on in anger as her counterpart looked over the new girl.
"Okay class, today we are encouraging you to join the Drama Club and try out for their new play they wrote themselves, 'It Takes Three.' It is about a girl who likes a boy, who has a crush on another girl, the first girl's enemy. We need roles for the three main characters, the best friends of the main characters, and many more. This will all be explained in great detail if you join and sign up," the teacher said. Everyone began to shout at once and ran toward the sign-up sheet the teacher was holding up. Everyone in the class wrote in their names. Brittany looked to where Charlene and Alvin had signed up. Alvin wrote his name in for the lead boy, and Charlene for one of the lead girls, the one the boy falls in love with. Brittany penned in her name under the character of the girl who is in love with the boy.
-DRAMA CLUB LATER THAT DAY-
Brittany grinned as she heard the names of the people who had gotten their roles. She, Alvin, and Charlene had all gotten the roles they had wanted much earlier in the day. She took that moment to glance at the boy she had to fall in love with in the play. His hair was falling in his eyes as he looked at Charlene lovingly. Brittany scowled and her fists curled at her sides. Then, slowly, she uncurled them and decided to talk to her counterpart instead of planning Charlene's death for making him so in love with her. She walked up to the boy with her pink converse boots squeaking against the floor.
"Hey Alvin," she stated. Alvin's azure-colored eyes floated up to her, peering at her from behind the tangled mess of hair in his eyes. Brittany felt like she wanted to scream when she saw the way it fell without his trying to make it look that way.
"Hi Brittany. Look…I'm really sorry for the way I've been acting to you lately…I don't know what's come over me," Alvin began, looking guiltily down at the floor. Brittany's heart fluttered inside of her chest as Alvin apologized to her. But her heart slowly sank again as she watched his eyes fall back to the new blonde chipette Charlene, whose last name sounded like a mash-up of three different stores in the mall.
"Yes…?" she asked, motioning for the red-clad to go on with what he had been saying.
"But I think I need to get away from all of this drama for a while…and I think I'm going to ask out Charlene," Alvin finished. He didn't meet Brittany's shocked expression. Her mouth was agape. She quickly closed it and nodded.
"Oh, that's…that's good. I think I'm going to go…," the auburn-haired chipette said, walking away quickly without another word to her counterpart. She felt tears stinging her eyes. For weeks she was trying to be the one to break Alvin out of his funk about being ripped away from Jeanette by Simon. At every single one of her tries, Alvin turned her away. Then, enter a new girl he hardly knows, and it seems like she could be the one to help. Brittany sighed and sat on a bench outside the auditorium and decided to read through the script instead of mope and feel sorry for herself.
This script seems to just outline my life, the chipette thought as she began to read. The character, Whitney Scopler, was hopelessly in love with a boy named Davin Villemes. But Davin was in love with another girl named Darlene Posthollaber. Throughout the whole thing Whitney is trying to prove to Davin that she is the one for him, while Darlene tries to end her attempts so she can have Davin for herself.
"This is really strange…," the chipette murmured, wiping away a tear. Her eyes narrowed in confusion at the strange similarities the names of the characters bore to the people who had gotten the roles. Whitney rhymes with Brittany…Darlene rhymes with Charlene…and Davin is close to Alvin, not to mention that Alvin has a father named Dave. Something was definitely off – but what?
-BACK WITH ALVIN-
The red-clad chipmunk could sense the hurt he had just driven into his counterpart. He truly did feel bad for what he had just done. Guilt gripping him after getting a good, long look at the doors his counter had stormed out of, he followed where she had gone and found her sitting on the bench, mumbling to herself about strange things. He was about to get into her line of vision when a perfectly manicured hand landed on his shoulder. Alvin tingled inside just the slightest – he knew who had grabbed his shoulder like that. He turned around and was greeted by the smiling figure of Charlene.
"Hey Alvin, I'm Charlene, as you know already. I'm looking forward to working with you and Brittany in this play," she said. She gave him a smile. Alvin smiled back and began to fall under another trance as he stared at the blonde chipette. She giggled and gave him a somewhat sassy wink before walking off.
"Bye Charlene…," Alvin mumbled incoherently as he stumbled back, a goofy grin on his face. He then shook his head. Alvin, do not let your feelings control you again. That's exactly why you're falling for her – to fill the void in your heart left by Brittany, and then Jeanette. He stopped thinking as he glanced over at the pink-clad chipette looking over the script on the bench. Her brow was furrowed in confusion and her icy blue eyes gave away the slight shock that was evident.
"Britt?" he asked. Brittany's head snapped in the boy's direction, a scowl replacing the look that was previously on her face. Alvin glanced at the floor awkwardly as he took a seat next to Brittany and actually got a good look at her for the first time in a few hours. Her hair was slightly curled at the bottom of her ponytail and she had her bangs pushed off to the right, partially covering her eye. She wore light pink eye shadow and light pink sparkly lip gloss. She had on a hot pink off-the-shoulder short-sleeved shirt with a curlicue B on it in white and a light pink tank top underneath. She also had on pink jean shorts and white stockings underneath, and hot pink converse boots.
"What?" she finally snapped. His gaze shifted to her annoyed and still hurt look. Alvin said nothing.
"I thought so," the chipette next to him said, returning her eyes to the script on her lap. Alvin didn't notice her bite her lip.
Why on Earth am I being so harsh to him?